Short Assistants Poems
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D-edicated
H-ealth
A-ssistants
L-et
I-nfectious
A-ilment
A-void
B-ody
A-bating
N-astiness
Topic: Birthday of Dhalia DT Aban (April 12)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
They have the innocence of children.
Our certified nursing assistants love them.
Refer to them as "our “babies”.
Loving their childlike, eager, enthusiastic attitudes.
Nursing home magic, well-earned by the aged.
Amazing crowds just like that
Pulling rabbits from a hat
Producing coins from your ear
Making tigers disappear
Doing card tricks for a laugh
Sawing assistants in half
It's abracadabra presto
The Magicians Manifesto
From a store that sold only beds
Came an advert in my email,
50% off everything
This is a closing down sale.
So I bought a double bed
Taking the assistants advice,
But the delivery van brought a single
50% off the bed, not the price.
Customer support
Having conversations with human users
Artificial Intelligence
Typically via voice or text
Based programing
Offering recommendations
Technical assistants
Support for companies
© Copyright KC. Leake
11th September 2025
All Rights Reserved
Music concert realized under the stars.
Rock and Electronic merged with rhythm.
Making the assistants dance through the night.
Enjoying the music make you relax from the
hectic schedule of the week.
Hours of dancing and music for your
entertaintment.
Dance, sing, laugh, enjoy the moment.
Come float with me
I'm light as air
Higher, ever higher I soar
You will too, if you dare
Keep all your hair, and
you needn't grow wings
Make this your focus -
Let your heart sing
When all stress departs
That's when we start
A team of two assistants
reimagining our existence
don't talk,
you'll spoil it—
this version of me
I've been trying
to see as you—
don't say anything,
let's enjoy
our basic witch status,
excel in the practice
of angles—
let's remain
unsolvable
assistants in the craft.
sleights of hand,
close-up magic, all of it—
disappears
without
audience
participation.
Poem dedicated to Caribbean beaches.
Waves crash in the beach shore
Leaving a white coat behind
Crystalline sand is walked by
assistants
Sun give a glitter to aqua colored
ocean
Sunset arises by the horizon
Leaving the moon to close a
marvelous day in the beach
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I will die
distant from "this" world.
With eyes wide
I'm going to die and I don't desire
cries ...
I do not wish assistants
because I will die released
and cheerfully ...
Where I will live,
I will live free ... without pressure,
no scars ... no roots,
no fault ... with original beliefs,
and reborn ...
Computer personal assistants are the rage
As computers look to come of age
With female voices that are a hit for everyone
But the Germans want a male to say what is done
These have already raised sales for Amazon
By 10% of their sales won
But the funniest thing I have heard
Are the sexual fantasies some have for the voice so absurd.
© Paul Warren Poetry
power, police and prudence,
the mainstream monsters of mimicry,
like patels of a flower playing far from the fulcrum,
their power derived from dismal points interior,
of state sustainance and centres,
assistants arrayed according,
to authority anchored beyond,
to pry prudence on paupers,
thus pour power like powder,
on supra-orthodox options,
and security sanity perforates without.
He was told that Santa
lives in north pole,
with his elves assistants;
making gifts for children
around the world.
He was told that Santa
flies from house to house
with the help of reindeer;
no one told him that Santa
only exists in Christmas cards,
commercials, and movies;
no one told him that the spirit
of Santa is kindled in each soul,
that embraces Christmas mood.
the older lady asked for help
she requested a gurney for her dog
two veterinary assistants went out
with a gurney
this dog must have weighed three hundred pounds
his body and head were enormous
he was strapped down in five places
wearing a muzzle
I was thinking, “Brutus, Goliath, or Samson”.
What is his name? The receptionist asked the older lady.
“Flower,” she replied.
Grey clouds cover the blue sky
The sun, the star, the moon
Are not seen well,
The sky reflects on the sea,
Fogs surround,
The ship is far of beach
Plies slowly, uncertainly
Destination is unknown;
The passengers are feared of
The plight, the long night
Crying misled! Misled!!
Sailors, crew, assistants ugly cry;
The wise are looking for any way
The fool are asleep all the way.
People. Shop Assistants too. Yes
I love them. I was a shop worker
Many years ago. Hmm. Nice time
Yes. This is a beautiful job. A style
Sometimes they are tired in the morning
I can understand them. I give them my smile
This is my style. Loving the people
They are reflecting on me. Hmm. Guys
Good to give happy feelings. Totally free
I am a lover. Of life. You love. Be kind
Mine
Get love
For
Smile
To
the
Shop Assistants
Hmm
I love them
Let's look to the land of Legerdemain
locale with surprises by sleight-of-hand.
Cards, coins, magic wands tax one's eyes and brain;
absorbed, we watch street performers grandstand.
Legerdemain - skullduggery pre-planned,
audience rapt in magic so diverse
assistants can pinch your wallet or purse.
True talent of prestidigitation
would never aid legerdemain’s perverse
misuse of skillful manipulation.
March 22, 2020
entry in Beth Evans' Delightful Dizains
Leprechauns do a jig
Moguls eat a fig
Rubes eat a pig
Crimson is real big
Accountants get a raise
Bankers get to appraise
CEO's get to the next phase
Crimson is the post chaise
Crime lords get the bling
Business men get a one night fling
Choir of Angels sing
Crimson is the thing
Dogs get a bone
Assistants get to phone
Wives stay at home
Crimson sets the tone
Pop stars get the entourage
Winners wear a corsage
Housewives put on a visage
Crimson is a mirage